Iwas glad that I had taken time to ensure that it was as soft andfeminine-smooth as possible. My heart started to beat faster again and Ihoped that he...was being aroused as much as I was. His hands moved up,round my waist and he pulled me back against him, simultaneously reachinghis hands round to cup the curves of my breasts.It was the stuff of my most intimate fantasies; I moaned out loud,surrendering to the vivid images in my mind, my excitement jutting outproudly from under my shortie. Usne thoda muskura di. maine pucha kya hua wo fir boli kuch nahi hum dono kafi frank the. wo boli thik kar lo apna lund aise niche jaoge to mom galat samajh legi. main ek dum shock ho gaya lekin mann hi mann khush ho raha tha ke uski taraf se green signal hai. main peeche muda aur apna lund set karne laga, aur fir wo muskurane lagi. ab main sharmane laga to wo boli hota hai sab ke saath hota hai, ye natural cheez hai. fir hum dono mere room chale gaye waha do bed hai to mene kaha mannat tum. At this time of year the city often sees the high 80s plus the humidity, so I’m glad to be out before the temperature rises too much. My office has AC but my apartment not so much. I’m also hoping a run will clear my head, but as I turn into yet another long, wide street I start to fantasise again. I imagine offering a lift to Sophie as she’s walking to school, then having the whole day with her before letting her out to walk home again. I could taunt her and make her cry; I love seeing makeup. One solitary lick the length of my wet lips makes my juices start flowing in anticipation.He stands and unhooks my suspender belt. I feel him between my legs, hot and hard. I push back to him, I want him inside me. He’s still playing the game. He rubs his smooth purple head along my lips, back and forth. It feels so wet and slippery. He holds me tight, not letting me take more. It’s time to up the ante again.I reach down and dip two fingers into my hot sex. I gasp at my own touch. My fingers.